Qin Ye was cleaning the yard, for he hadn’t been back for many days, and without sweeping, there would be dust everywhere.
He didn’t mind it himself, but he knew his wife was a clean freak.
So, to make the living more comfortable for his wife, he started to wash and clean...
Just then, the door that hadn’t been properly shut swung open, and the Liu family walked in.
Upon seeing her son sweeping the yard with a broom, she was stunned for a moment.
Then, her eyebrows furrowed immediately, "Why are you cleaning? Where’s your wife? Shouldn’t she be doing this kind of thing?"
When Qin Ye saw her, his good mood vanished instantly.
Moreover, hearing these accusations against his wife made him even more displeased, "What are you doing here?"
The Liu family hesitated, "...You are my son, how can I not come?"
Qin Ye snorted coldly at this remark.
That snort made the Liu family quite uncomfortable, "What do you mean by that? Can’t I come to see you? Or do you mean that you’ve forgotten your mother after getting a wife..."
Qin Ye couldn’t listen anymore and immediately cut her off, "Over these years, you haven’t fulfilled the responsibilities of a mother, so let’s not bring that up now. If you don’t have anything else, you better leave."
The Liu family was hurt by his impatient tone.
She wondered if she could rely on him to support her when she was old.
Taking a deep breath, she suppressed her unhappiness.
"What’s with the car outside? I heard from others that you found a job in the city? What job is it? How much is the salary per month?"
Qin Ye didn’t show her any respect, "How is that any of your business?"


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